The Crack Shack that Bo and Kenzi occupied was ominously empty in the following days. Kenzi was with Hale at the light compound and Bo was staying at Tamsin's place. Hale warned Bo that she was not allowed to stay in human only regions, but since when did Bo ever follow the light or dark laws for that matter? She was unaligned. Tamsin? She was a dark, but being equivalent to a human, the dark rules did not really apply to her either.
Tamsin kicked open the door to her apartment with a box in hand and glanced at Bo behind her "It's not much, but it's a step up from my suburban and well it's only a very small step above my former beloved truck."
They both walked in and Bo looked around as Tamsin closed the door behind them. It was a small simple 1 bedroom apartment which included a living room with a small kitchen. It had a modicum of cargo type furniture. The bar and tea table were filled with a variety of weapons, mostly projectile weapons and some knives in some state of repair or upgrade. The room was very Spartan and utilitarian much like Tamsin's cargo container, just with a lot fewer weapons. The walls had nothing adorning them. The bookcase which looked like it came with the apartment contained file folders and other research items for her job. The desk had a small laptop and also had files stacked on top of it.
Bo thought that this place needed a personal touch, but when Bo thought about it harder, this was about as personal as Tamsin got. She was a warrior so of course she surrounded herself with weapons. Bo walked over to the desk as Tamsin was putting away the beer in the fridge as well as some semi grocery items they picked up at a gas station. Other than the walls which were beige, and the brown cargo furniture, everything else was a sea of muted dark color. Gun metal grey, black and dull silvers from her weapons strewed throughout the room. In the corner of her desk a bright red color caught her eye. It was a single live rose in a holder integrated into a picture frame. It was a picture of Bo with a smile and sun glasses on. She never posed for this picture, it was a picture taken in the course of doing ordinary stuff in around town. There was another ordinary frame right next to it further back, it was a posed picture of the whole gang at the Dal, minus Tamsin. Bo remembered this picture as Tamsin insisted that she take it. Bo believed Tamsin did that so that she herself would not be in it. She seemed to be never big on pictures especially when Tamsin was first assigned to work with Dyson at the 39th. Bo smiled at the thought that Tamsin was sentimental after all and was flattered that Tamsin had a place for her in her life.
Tamsin stealthily came up from behind Bo and put her hands hesitantly on Bo's shoulders. "Hey, I've been doing research to not only narrow down Lauren's location but also have been helping Kendra with bringing down the major drug cartels that mass manufacturer drugs within the 7 districts the 69th SWAT spans. They kind of have the same MO. They both needed access to medical supplies, stay hidden and probably have an army." Tamsin stated factually.
"Oh, that's great." Bo said as her thoughts immediately drifted to Lauren in the context of their 'togetherness' Tamsin and Bo shared. She still felt conflicted inside and the more time she spent with the Valkyrie, the more she wanted to be with her. What will happen when she finds Lauren? How will things change? She still felt selfish as she still wanted *everything*. At least Dyson was taken care of for now.
Tamsin knew that Bo was hemming and hawing about Lauren and probably about her. For Tamsin she knew what she had promised Bo. She was still a creature of duty and will still follow through. Fallen or not, she would not disobey this final request. 'Final'. For a Valkyrie there was no final request or order, you just served in perpetuity. Her admission of her love for Bo and Bo admitting it back did make this a lot more complicated. She would still need to leave and expire after completing this task and that did hurt. It hurt because it would hurt Bo. Empathy. She hated it but now she was stuck dealing with it. She needed to leave because she was already the walking dead. In her line of work, she would die fighting and that would happen sooner, not later. It would be better for Bo not to be attached to her so that she will be able to find comfort in Laruen. Tamsin still yearned to be close to Bo however fleeting it may be. For Tamsin, what she wanted and what she needed were 2 very different things. She let go of Bo and turned around. She needed some time to think. "Bo, I have to get this hospital smell off of me, so make yourself at home and I'll be back in 15. Oh yea" Tamsin said as she grabbed a sealed envelope from her stack of mail on the desk. "This just came from the Precinct about Lauren. I requested for a deep dive into her background as it may give us clues as to where she may be hiding out." Tamsin said handing the large folder over to Bo.
"OK, see you in a few" Bo exhaled and she sat down on the couch opening the envelope.
Tamsin finally did take that long hot shower. She washed down and found that Bo did a great job of healing her. She hated to admit it, but her body wanted Bo. She thought of Bo making love to her. Not dominating her, but LOVE. Her hand absentmindedly slipped down her body being drenched by the shower head and made it to down her flat tummy and finally to the folds of her sex.
She closed her eyes and her other hand cupped underneath her breasts caressing it then pinching her hardened nipples.
Tamsin hated that her body wanted Bo that badly. She was a Valkyrie warrior after all. She never falls for for mark. Never. Until Bo.
"B... B... Bo" she whispered out unevenly when her adept fingers exposed her sensitive pearl kneading it.
"Fuuuuuuck..." Tamsin whispered in a squeak.
"I... I HATE you ... Succubus. I have to hate you or else I won't be able to ... to...AHHHHH!" Tamsin mewed as silent as she could with her fingers as if being possessed by Bo's spirit slammed her worn digit deep inside her relentlessly.
Tamsin's tone then changed to on of neediness when she confessed to the shower wall, "I am ... am NOBODY's but I am yoursssssssssssssss! I need you Bo. Take me... Pleeeeeeeeeeeeese!"
Tamsin's furious pace didn't stop until she returned back to earth. She was exhausted, but at least now, she was less likely to just dominate the crap out of Bo.
After washing off all the left over residues and blood, there was really no trace of her injuries. She was thankful to be alive as she overestimated just how fragile a her human body was. She needed to be more careful in the future. If it were not for Bo, she would not be able to deliver on her promises. Bo loved her without having to say any words, her action in which she was willing to give up her life to save hers was all she needed to know. Bo even in her alter ego state was supposed to be an evil being, a product of her father, but she still loved. Tamsin was tired though as it was now night time. A lot of things went on today and she just needed some shut eye.
As she walked out into her bed room to get dried off and dressed, she ran into Bo sitting on the bed with her back turned to her and her arms crossed over her chest.
"Bo?" Tamsin asked knowing that something was amiss. She walked around the bed and Bo was seething with anger. This was not good. What did she do wrong Tamsin thought. Tamsin sat down next to her and tried to hold her to which she just turned away. "OK. Something got your panties in a bunch?" Tamsin asked cautiously. A heart beat later she thought it was probably the wrong choice of words as Bo normally does not wear any.
Bo then glared at Tamsin "You'd *THINK* that after all the time we spent together, we'd be totally honest with one another. We wouldn't betray each other's confidence and trust and be forthright and honest. But NO. STUPID ME, I feel like such a fucking idiot Tamsin! Apparently telling one another that you love each other is not enough to assume that." Bo blasted out with a stern look as a single tear streaked down her face.
Tamsin did a lot of shitty and seriously ethically questionable stuff in the past and well she WAS evil. Now she thought she was being 100% on the level with Bo. Something clicked inside Tamsin where she wanted to beg for Bo's forgiveness, whatever she did even though she did not know for what. That too her was out of the ordinary since she did not care about anyone else's option of her before, but Bo's now meant everything. Just before she was about throw herself at Bo's mercy, her mind put the events before the shower together quickly. WAIT. WHO is she referring to Me or Lauren or maybe both?
"Ummmm Bo everyone has skeletons in their closet." Tamsin said trying to figure out where Bo was going with this. This statement was neutral however, so it gave her a little more lead time if she was the one in the wrong which she was still trying to figure out what exactly she did to deserve Bo's wrath.
"I know! And I have a trail of dead bodies I sucked dry from here to my home town but at least I am honest and upfront about it!" Bo exclaimed in a borderline yell. "But Lauren hid the facts from me about her longtime girlfriend Nadia. That she was on a quest to save her at *OUR* relationship's expense. NOW come to find out that she is wanted by Interpol for being a terrorist for blowing shit up and killing people. And the list goes on and on. And get this! LAUREN is not even her real name it's Karen Beattie! Then… WHO did I naively give my love to? A mirage?!" Bo said in hysterics as she started to beat the bed with her fists in a fit of crying. "WHO?!" Bo yelled the rhetorical question at the top of her lungs.
Shit Bo was pissed and Lauren's rap sheet was pretty light judging by the weight of the envelope. Tamsin's past was many times worse. Bo had yet to question her about her past which now she was actually afraid of. If Bo knew, would Tamsin still be her Valkyrie? Now Tamsin was in another quandary too. Tamsin's plan was to reunite Bo with Lauren who loved each other and then the world would be right again. Her probably last and one and only good deed before she took the long walk with death. But now Bo was in the midst of an uproar over Laruen and her secret life. Would she still try to put them back together? Would she try to patch things up so they could do so? 'Fuck, this is Kenzi's department not mine' Tamsin thought in loathing.
Tamsin hugged Bo even though she was mad and did not want to be comforted. Bo struggled at first but then she eventually melted into Tamsin's embrace and just cried. Betrayal, Tamsin knew, cut the deepest from those closest to you. The worst part about it was betrayal was normally delivered by those close to you. Tamsin had an easy way to prevent this before and that was not to get close to anyone. For Bo however, she was a loving being and hence relational by nature so betrayal came with the territory so to speak. It still did not help that Tamsin probably had to fess up her past too and also, as much as she hated it, had to fix Bo's growing rift with Lauren even though she herself did not really like Lauren even before these events came to light. Should she do this now or later since she also liked the fact that she was now in the lead position in Bo's life by a long shot? Tamsin held onto Bo and she now empathized with her situation although she tied not to.
"Bo, It does not matter what name you call her by. You fell in love with a PERSON. A person who's name is Lauren. You can change her name to Karen, Jessie, Michelle, it still would not matter as that person with all their qualities you fell in love with is still there." Tamsin paused as Bo just continued to cry "You can call a dagger, a knife, short sword, double edged blade or even give it a name like Kenzi does Grenadine. It is still that same edged weapon will all the same properties." Tamsin wished she had come up with something better than a weapon reference but that is how she related things for herself. "As for the actions she performed to slight you," Tamsin slowly said "You need her to tell you why she did what she did. She *MAY* have good reasons." Tamsin was still kicking herself for defending Lauren.
Bo cried her eyes out through the shivers and hitched breathing all in Tamsin's tight embrace. She wanted to be mad at Laruen and stay that way so that the feeling of betrayal would hurt less. Also so that she would have a valid reason to stop the search for 'Laruen' and find comfort in the company of her Valkyrie. It would just be simpler that way. It did surprise Bo that Tamsin was somewhat defending Lauren. Lauren and Tamsin barely tolerated each other's presence. Bo felt stupid and used for being so trusting of people she let in her life. Between the hitched breathing and Bo not even looking up to Tamsin she said "I thought you'd be happy … that my 'perfect' girlfriend turned out … to be the same scum I hate … and fight ag.. against."
That was a very good question Tamsin thought and well, this was going to be 'interesting'. "Bo." Tamsin just exhaled "I *AM* evil. You want to talk about scum of the earth, well…" Tamsin huffed out a laugh shaking her head looking upwards to the ceiling not believing that she was about to possibly destroy their relationship in an attempt to preserve and rescue Lauren's and Bo's. "you're with her right now. 4th order evil doer Valkyrie present. Helloooo? Ever since I was under Odin, I did his dirty work, crimes against both Fae and humanity, all for him. This file that you have for Lauren I bet does not even scratch the surface of all the wrongs I have done throughout all my lifetimes. Bo, I was one of the best and strongest in the order, but I wasn't really. I was too … ummm … weak to do what was right, and too weak to stand up against Odin until I met you. I have no fucking idea why you did it, but even though I did my best to piss you off and put you in jail, you still gave me chance to be in your life. If you can do that for me, it would be … " Tamsin hesitated as she could not believe she was about to use this word. It was never part of her vocabulary EVER "… *UNFAIR* to not extend Lauren the same courtesy if you still … ummm ….. yearn for her." Tamsin just waited for Bo to slap her, storm out, or get mad, but she did no such thing. Bo just held her even tighter.
Bo listened to Tamsin spill her guts out and lay down the truth without any sugar coating. She respected Tamsin for that trait. Sure she lacked the social grace to deliver something nicely most of the time, but at the very least she was blunt and held no punches back. She was honest to a fault when it counted and at least what Bo saw was exactly what she got. Tamsin did not wear a mask like everyone else did. Tamsin however was correct in her assessment about giving Lauren the benefit of the doubt like she did with everybody else. It was really odd that it came from Tamsin of all people Bo thought totally dumbstruck. Bo then thought about Tamsin's statement about all the wrongs she had done, but managed to overlook them. That needed to be addressed. So Bo hugged Tamsin tightly and finally looked her in the eyes as she finally calmed down a little. "It's not what you are in the inside, it's what you do that defines who you are. Ever since I have known you, despite what you said from time to time, you always had my side in action and deed without ulterior motives. You may very well be evil on the inside, but I only see expressions of beauty and grace come out as a result. So whatever you did in a past life. *I* forgive you. As you said. Past life, past tense. Move forward." Bo concluded as she pecked Tamsin on the lips.
Tamsin was beginning to wonder if she should confess in more detail if she kept getting this reaction from Bo.
"I guess I can't shake the fact that Lauren never told me about Nadia and I feel like it is happening all over again. Lauren, I guess said all the right things in our relationship, but hid and did things against it. Her action with Nadia, as a singular incident, I guess hurt us more than all those sweet nothings she whispered into my ear combined." Bo concluded as she rested her head on Tamsin's chest again.
After a minute, Bo felt some questions coming on that she needed answers to. Bo thought it rather bold to ask how deep Tamsin's dedication was to her but for once she needed words to validate the actions. Bo looked into Tamsin's beautiful greenish eyes and asked.
"Tamsin? Would you ever betray me?"
"Never."
"Will you always have my back?"
"Without reservation."
"Would you always care deeply for me?"
"My heart only beats for you."
"Will you follow me to whatever end?"
"To the ends of the earth, even on my final breath"
This exchange was quick and Bo was amazed how crisp and honest Tamsin's responses were. The former Tamsin she knew would have run away or deflected without even the completion the first question. Bo felt special that only she got to see this side of Tamsin. Tamsin's heart. Bo at that moment felt so undeserving of Tamsin and felt lucky that she was in her life. Now all she needed to do was get her powers back somehow. Trick was back and a trip to the Dal was in order tomorrow.
Bo followed up and asked on more question after digesting all of Tamsin's rapid fire responses. "Tamsin, would be able to find it in your heart accept into your life a naïve, stubborn, moody, and pompous chi sucking succubus?" Bo asked as she laid her head on Tamsin lap begging for her acceptance.
Tamsin thought about it for a moment as she stroked Bo's arm and was about to say yes, but Bo's statement referring to herself did not seem right as she saw something totally different. "No because the succubus that I am already with is loving, strong, righteous, and crazy enough to believe that she can change the face of the Fae and Human world in just one life time. And sometimes the people crazy enough to envision and push for that change without relenting are often the ones that succeed." Tamsin concluded with a click.
Bo smiled as this was probably one of the rare times Tamsin turned the tables on her when she herself was swimming in self-pity. Bo let this moment of beauty sink in briefly and then without moving off Tamsin's lap she confidently announced in response "Then I am yours. Everything that I am. I am your succubus Tamsin, Valkyrie of 4, 1, 8."
The words 'your succubus' took Tamsin as a shock as Bo just declared it for the very first time. Tamsin was used to being referred to as 'my Valkyrie' from Bo in a possessive sense but never were the roles changed. Tamsin felt that being 'evil' she should not be the one revered so she gently lifted Bo's head off her lap and kissed her slowly with longing.
It was late and it was already a hell of a day, so it was time to get some rest, especially for Tamsin who was human. It was nice to not sleep alone Tamsin thought.
They both stood up and Tamsin stepped behind Bo as she started to slowly unbutton Bo's blouse top as her jacket was probably in the living room. Bo made no comments as she kept her hands by her sides. Bo could see herself in a full size mirror slowly being stripped. After all the blouse buttons were undone, Tamsin started to nip at and kiss Bo's neck which caused her to arch her back away from Tamsin. When that happened, Tamsin deftly unbuckled Bo's white bra clasp at the front. Bo opened her eyes just in time to grunt in pleasure as her very sensitive breasts flew free from their confines as she looked on at her reflection. Tamsin then pulled out Bo's paddle holster with gun and let it fall to the ground. She soon undid Bo's belt pulled it off and with a very unhurried manner unzipped Bo's fly. Tamsin took the belt end and snaked it through the zipper opening and shimmied it down to Bo's core which she knew was unprotected. In a slow motion Tamsin worked the belt in and out from between the folds all as Bo was biting her bottom lip trying to stifle the moans. Not being able to see but feel was driving her mad. Her breasts were being stimulated as they rubbed on the loose fabric of her unbuttoned blouse and she could feel the belt end working her core.
Tamsin increased the speed of the belt end as she snaked her left arm around Bo waist as support. Bo's motion to gain more friction on the belt end made for more inadvertent stimulation on her tips. She was about to reach peak with Tamsin kissing her neck when Tamsin whispered into her ear "Yell and don't hold anything back." That sounded familiar she thought smugly.
"YES! Anything for my Valkyrie!" Bo yelled just as she was about to be pushed over the edge.
Tamsin became acutely aware that Bo's context of 'my Valkyrie' had changed at the moment. It was no longer a possessive type of phrases that Bo normally used, but one of elevated respect and worship to Tamsin. 'Bo is allowing me to freely dominate her in her area of expertise' Tamsin thought immensely flattered.
"5, 4, 3, 2, 1" Tamsin counted down and as if on cue, Bo matched her timing and lets the pleasure wash over her.
Bo yelled and screamed as the powerful release was ripping through her and the louder she yelled, the higher the heights of ecstasy she attained. Bo's legs gave out on her but Tamsin supported her through this ordeal as she slowly came down from peak.
Tamsin turned Bo around as they faced each other and kissed. "Good succubus. Now my succubus I want you to sleep with me sans clothing" Tamsin requested as she dropped her towel that was tightly wrapped around her and let it fall lazily to the ground.
"With pleasure Valkyrie." Bo said in a husky and seductive voice as she performed a strip tease in combination with a lap dance for Tamsin who now sat on the edge of the bed. Bo could not believe what she was doing. She always had some sort of control and now she was doing things that none of her other lovers got to see. Bo wanted to feed, but not tonight as she wanted their time to be special.
Bo with a badge turned Tamsin on like no tomorrow for some odd reason and Bo sensed this taking everything off slowly but the badge which hung around her neck. Tamsin had to admit, Bo's seductive dance was immensely pleasing. Bo was now performing for Tamsin's enjoyment only to which Tamsin just took in the whole show hungrily.
"Would you like a succubus wakeup call tomorrow?" Bo whispered seductively hugging Tamsin face to face sitting on her lap as the dance concluded.
Tamsin looked up and brooded over it knowing that she was in full control "Yes it would be nice to start off the day right, but that also means you have to top your personal best tomorrow night to end the day on a higher note." Tamsin mischievously challenged.
Bo grinned broadly as she kissed Tamsin on the cheek and hugged her. A moment later she whispered into Tamsin's ear "Anything to please you Valkyrie."
They both got tucked into bed and turned off the lights both realizing that one did not belong or serve the other. Rather they both belonged and served one another unselfishly. That was the definition of true love.
Kendra was exhausted as she entered into Dyson's car. She was supposed to stop by the station to check in her gear but it could wait until tomorrow. She gave him the address to her townhouse and Dyson drove her there. Kendra wanted so much to get started learning about the Fae but she could not keep her eyes open. She was fast asleep as Dyson pulled up to her house.
Dyson tapped her arm to rouse her and she jerked awake putting her right hand on top of her Glock and her left immediately pulled out her knife. Dyson observed that she was quite skittish even after the operation concluded. He put his hands up to show he did not mean her any harm but was also in a position to defend if necessary. He just smiled at her unphased and said nothing.
Kendra's mind was still processing everything she saw today as images of the 30 minutes fire fight with Los Lobos still replayed in her mind. Particularly when their position was briefly overrun. She remembered and felt being slashed at by a shifter then being thrown into a set a boxes which luckily gave to break her fall. The shifter advanced on her as she was getting up but lost hold of her AR and there was no time for draw any of her weapons. Not being in a fighting position even, she did a dropping side kick to his knee which brought the shifter to the ground. She knew that using control and submission moves would not as effective due to the shifter's strength advantage but had no choice as she wrestled the very powerful shifter for a more dominant position in order to get a choke hold on or to allow her to draw her other weapons. After a couple moments she was able to put on a choke hold and tried to muster up enough power to break the shifter's neck when 2 more came bounding in the middle of the already occupied team. She kick off the shifter which gave her space as she pulled out her near empty Glock and fired at the one she was choking and put a couple bullets through his head. She then aimed at one of the 2 shifters that just came in and was able to disable one of them enough as Chica disemboweled it with her machete. Her Glock was empty and more shifters appeared on the top of the boxes but looked elsewhere before moving off hearing Tamsin's challenge to all of them.
One last remaining shifter charged Kendra and she pulled out a short sword she rarely used but could draw with speed. With a blur of moves Kendra avoided the charge and cut his right hand off after he turned and slashed her through her vest. The shifter howled as he looked at the now stub at the end of his right arm. He kicked the sword out of her hand and looked at Kendra seething with hate. "I will kill you like I killed your friends last time." As he turned and ran. Kendra saw one of her team mates throw her their shotgun from a distance in her peripheral vision to land to front of her. She quickly moved forward and caught it cracking off 2 rounds in quick succession. One of them was buck shot as it slowed the retreating shifter down the second went through his shoulder blowing his right arm off in the process. It was meant to go through his heart but that was a problem as shifters changed directions quickly. She pumped the shot gun again but it was empty as she ran up and straddled the shifter now collapsed to the ground. She was about it hit him with the butt of the shot gun as the shifter laughed. "Your Captain and Fiancé tasted great as he begged for mercy. He yelled for you as I broke every bone in his body!" He laughed in pain. Then with unexpected speed he grabbed Kendra by the throat and started to suffocate her. "I should know as he tried to keep and hold onto that engagement ring he was going to give you until I broke every finger in his hand. Ha ha ha…" The dying shifter gloated as he sat up holding Kendra in the air. Kendra was on her way to losing consciousness as she brought her shot gun up forcefully to break the hold.
She felt like she was jostled and for Kendra her mind was still very much in that moment. As she regained consciousness she expediently grabbed her knife and Glock to fend off and make that shifter pay. Her eyes locked onto a shifter as she was boiling over with anger and hate, but it was Dyson. She took a couple moments to register his calm demeanor and smile.
"Fuck, I'm … I'm sorry Dyson. You just … startled me." Kendra stammered and apology sheathing her knife and slowly releasing her vice like grip on her gun handle.
"I am just glad I did not do anything more to wake you." Dyson said as he lowered his hands and just smiled in understanding.
"Thanks for bringing me home." Kendra stated a little embarrassed with the best smile she could muster given the circumstances.
Dyson knowing that Kendra was not only suffering from an adrenaline crash, but probably may want to be alone immediately cut in. "Hey, you don't have to show me your intel. I know it's probably amazing but you are already one of us. Let's just meet back up at the Dal this weekend ok?" Dyson said in a reassuring tone making very sure not to touch her in her jumpy state.
"OK" was Kendra's immediate response, but she started to reconsider as she opened her door. She could take care of herself, but she felt alone not being able to tell anyone about her 'crazy' theories and worse yet, tell people about what happened to her team years back and what she just found out about her former fiancé. She was already on PTS (Post Traumatic Stress) medication and she knew that tonight she would most likely relapse just judging by the incident that just happened with Dyson. The bad part about it was that she was on her way to not needing that medicine anymore until today. Sure Kendra concluded that she could call for a squad car to patrol her house but they were no match for Fae if anything did happen. But even then, who would be with her to safe guard her sanity? She needed Dyson to stay with her tonight and there was really no other way around it.
"No wait," as Kendra said as she could not bring herself to look at Dyson and seem so needy. "Dyson it's already really late and you have a long drive back. I have a spare room you can use. We can get started on Light Fae business first thing in the morning since I gave the team the rest of the week off although we are all on call." Kendra said as she exited the car. She hoped Dyson would follow and he joined her as she opened her door.
Dyson entered her house and was amazed how much security she had. Her door looked ordinary but it was reinforced steel. Her alarm system was biometric. A shot gun and Glock were by the door hidden out of immediate sight.
They walked up stairs through the dining room and kitchen as Kendra led Dyson up the stairs to the rooms.
"I need to wash all this stench off of me. Wait here and give me a sec to get out of this gear. I feel like I am still on duty if I have all this crap on." Kendra stated as she walked into her room as Dyson stood at the door way. She noticed that Dyson turned around which was gentlemanly of him. She proceeded to take off her AR mounted on her back and dropped it to the carpeted floor followed by her vest, shirt, pants, and socks into a messy pile in an immaculately clean room. She wondered where her robe was as she never really needed one as she lived in this place alone. She gave up a short time later as she knew Dyson was waiting for her and besides, Dyson already saw her in her black tank anyway.
Kendra tapped Dyson and on the shoulder as she walked down the short hall passing a bathroom and into the first guest bed room. She gave him towels and other items for his stay and wished him a good night.
Dyson did his best to be courteous to Kendra as his host and just thanked her as she was orienting him to the house and getting various items for his stay although it was not really necessary for just 1 night. His thoughts did however keep veering off track at the sight of Kendra in just her black tank and underwear but made sure to keep everything polite and civil. He could tell Kendra was not use to hosting people as she had problems locating some of her items that her guests may need. In the end, they did bid each other a good night and as Kendra left, Dyson took in her form again but paying attention to her toned muscular legs and ass. He took off his shirt and put his gun, keys, cell and wallet on the stand next to him. He fell asleep to the sound of a shower running.
It was in the middle of the night when he was slowly lulled awake as could smell Kendra's scent in the room. It was just her scent mixed in with other citrus type products. He opened his eyes to see that she was just standing at his doorway.
"Kendra?" Dyson said as he got up. "Is everything ok?"
Kendra just stood there but walked to Dyson's bed side and sat next to him in her underwear after a couple seconds passed. She was having problems sleeping even with her medications as she kept reliving the traumatic moments of the day. She needed someone to comfort her as well as someone that understood her and Dyson was it.
"Dyson. I am really tired but can't fall asleep. I keep having nightmares about the events at the warehouse. Don't get any ideas, and don't read into this too deeply. Can I stay with you tonight?" Kendra asked in a well-rehearsed manner.
"Of course" Dyson smirked in a reassuring manner as he lay back down on the bed and made room for Kendra.
Kendra slowly and very hesitantly crawled into the bed. She reached out to hold him in a uncertain motion but pulled back like she was burned.
"Kendra, you don't have to do this if you are uncomfortable" Dyson whispered.
Kendra did not know quite how to explain it but she closed her eyes and said in a defeated manner "I am trying my hardest to trust you Dyson."
"Do you feel that I wronged you that badly by not letting you into our world earlier?" Dyson murmured attempting to guess Kendra's meaning.
"Dyson, it's a little bit of that but I can handle it. It's just that shape shifters took down my team years ago. And I went up against them today and relived the horror. Also a shape shifter I killed today admitted to torturing my fiancé before killing him. I … I am having probl …. issues with trusting your kind ….. if that makes any sense." Kendra confessed to which Dyson just nodded in understanding.
To Kendra, she was fighting an immense internal battle. She hated all shape shifters no matter who they were for taking down her team. She even fired on Dyson tracking some criminal Fae that spilled over into her district. She would have taken another shot had it not been for the fact that she saw it was Dyson a moment later. She knew how to hunt shifters, track shifters, and now knew how to kill shifters in hand to hand combat. She trained herself and team to be that efficiently brutal. Tamsin stepped it up a couple notches and it did help. She thought that after today, she would be free of this this failure and curse that overshadowed her career and haunted her personal life. It was not to be as it only just brought everything back to the surface and now knowing the extent of the Fae world, it would only get worse. If that was not ironic enough, fate played an even crueler game on her as she was now the protégé of a shifter. And currently, the tough and fiercely independent Kendra Shaw felt both vulnerable and humiliated to seek comfort in the arms of her enemy, a shape shifter. She felt human and she needed Dyson's arms around her as he was oddly enough what she considered a good friend.
Kendra final adjusted herself next to Dyson for a couple of minutes and then reached out to hold Dyson and gently bought one of his arms over to signal Dyson to hold her. Sleep, the time she was most vulnerable, finally crept over her features as she melted into him.
This moment for Dyson was rare. He always kept to his Fae kind and never got this close to a human before. Kenzi, when she was human, managed to get close to Dyson and they became best friends. Now he had a protégé and human, in his arms for the first time. Someone that he must now guide and protect. He could not shake the fact that beyond the powerful physical attraction, he actually cared about her. Just like all those times they met over the years, but this attraction was much more pronounced now that she was in his world.
Dyson could tell she was still dreaming about the day's events as she would jerk awake every now and then, but sleep would eventually find her a short time later.
Kendra brought her empty shotgun up with a snap and it impacted on the shifters elbow and broke it clear through the joint as his arm bent in the wrong direction with a pop and a crack. This action made the shifter gurgle in pain as he spat out blood from injuries he sustained earlier in addition to releasing Kendra from the strangle hold. She then swung her shot gun at his head but was block by the shifter's somewhat useless left arm.
"Your husband begged and DIED A COWARD!" He spat out blood into Kendra's face jeering her more.
Kendra swung again with her shot gun but was kicked off by the shifter as she rolled and recovered and broke the shifters right knee as she swung her shotgun at him again.
"COWARD! And you were just his fuck toy and just watched! You fucking useless cun…. " The shifter coughed up more blood as Kendra head butted him and then swung again with the heavy shotgun and hit him hard on the face separating his jaw from his face. The shifter said nothing else as she continued her assault over and over.
Kendra was so incensed with rage. Captain Eric "Sidewinder" Davis was her boyfriend at the time and he was the lead for her team years back. They got a long so well they knew what each other was thinking and they acted as one. She had no idea when he was going to propose but knew it was coming. Now there was this shape shifter who had the gall call her lover a coward as he was anything but. And it hurt her even more to watch him die as she herself was bleeding out bordering unconsciousness as the remaining team extracted her. She was Sargent Kendra "Cerberus" Shaw but that call sign as well as a part of her soul died that day.
Kendra just kept swinging her shotgun at the now dead shifter with blood fully covering her hands face and body. Her shot gun broke in 2 at the sheer barbaric force she was exerting on it. She tuned out everything that was happening around her as she pulled out her boot knife and stabbed the already dead shifter through the heart over and over as she was now drenched fully in his blood. She didn't care. She was enraged and nothing contained the anger she felt. She broke with reality as she wanted revenge and payback.
She felt herself bring forcefully pulled back by Heavy D as he clear their egress. Kendra just wanted to keep beating the dead shifter but was pulled back with even more force and spun around and slapped across the face by Heavy D.
"CAPTAIN KENDRA SHAW! We need to egress now! That shifter is DEAD! DEAD! But Lieutenant Tamsin Jennings and our team will be if we don't egress NOW!" Heavy D yelled at her as he shot at a shifter far out.
"PULL IT TOGETHER!" Heavy D yelled as he yanked her forcefully to face him. His voice kept echoing in her mind.
Kendra jerked awake in Dyson's arms breathing heavily gasping for air with tears rolling down her cheeks. She said nothing as she felt Dyson stroke her back telling her that it was just a dream. She put her head against Dyson's bare chest as she felt the loss of her lover over again. After a couple more minutes, she calmed back down and fell into a fitful sleep again. At least she did not dream that same event again.
They slumbered together into the late morning as Kendra needed the rest. Dyson? He woke up early but chose to stay with her while she slayed her demons that haunted her in her dreams.